Roommate Toxic GL

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What does it mean that a Virgo is good at holding grudges!

[Grass mud horse, my heart hurts]

Light Moon Dance Fleeting Years 15:07:38

I also wanted to guide you from the side, but her focus was so biased that I couldn't guide her.

So straight, you wish you luck.

Tao Mengzhu 15:07:45

[People are hard to break] [I want to be quiet] [Learn to be strong]

I'm going to code.

Tao Mengzhu thought, this is also good, at least she doesn't have to worry about Qingyue revealing her sexual orientation, and she doesn't have to worry about her roommate deliberately alienating her because she is a les.

The two lived together for almost three months, and in a blink of an eye, May came to August.

When Qingyue had nothing to do and seriously questioned the quality of life of the two of them, the two dead houses who hardly went out finally had the consciousness to eat fresh fruit. They bought a big watermelon while walking the dog, and the two took turns to exchange it. After hugging all the way, I finally managed to carry the watermelon back home.

When Zhen Xun was cutting watermelon, like a crazy person, he first broke a melon in half, and then went mad at one half, chanting the strange incantation of "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa to fall.

Tao Mengzhu stood guard, and Xiao Ritian also circled around the legs of the table.

After Zhen Xing finished cutting the half of the watermelon, he picked a large piece and handed it to Tao Mengzhu, and subconsciously recited a line that he had seen somewhere: "Eat my melon, forget your him."

After saying this, she was stunned, and carefully aimed her eyes at Tao Mengzhu.

Tao Mengzhu looked at the watermelon in his hand thoughtfully, then took a bite silently, and said, "However, I paid for this melon. If you eat my melon, you will be mine."

"Hahahahahahaha..." Zhen Xing grinned, and ran to wash the knife.

Tao Mengzhu didn't say anything more, just went to the trash can and vomited.

"Master, I ask you a serious question."

"You ask." Tao Mengzhu turned around and looked at Zhen Min lightly, but he was very nervous.

Zhen Zhen scratched the base of his ear, and said, "Hey, I don't know how to ask this question, this question is so profound..."

"Hey, I don't know how to open my mouth." Zhen Xun was so tangled up that he was in a bad mood. Should he ask whether he was a friend in the landlord's heart or something else...

"What do you want to ask? It's okay, let's talk." Tao Mengzhu took a deep breath, she felt that she could hold on, if Zhen Xing asked, she would tell the truth.

"That, that..." Zhen Zhen gritted his teeth, and finally slammed the table violently, as if mustering up a lot of courage, he said seriously: "Master, are you..."

Seeing Zhen Min's tense expression, hesitant to speak, Tao Mengzhu took a deep breath but didn't dare to let it out.

Tao Mengzhu has written so many novels and described so many confession scenes, but he still feels at a loss in front of the person he likes.

How should I answer in a while, how should I confess to be vivid enough? If my roommate refuses, how can I show my generosity? How can I continue to maintain the current relationship... In fact, she has rehearsed it in her heart countless times, but she still can't stop it at this moment. At this moment, there is a terrible tension in my heart.

"Are you going to be again? Can you show me your outline!" Zhen Min said, turning her head and looking out the window: "The weather is really nice today, it doesn't matter if you want to." Anyway, she really wants to This is not the question...

☆、Chapter 27 What whispers are you talking about

Zhen Xing's question caused Tao Mengzhu, who was so nervous to die a second ago, to have the illusion of waking up from a dream.

She thought that the little secret she had kept in her heart for a long time would be exposed today, but she never thought that Zhen Min was embarrassed for a long time just to ask her for an outline.

Tao Mengzhu stared at Zhen Min suspiciously for a long time, as if trying to find a trace of strangeness, but he didn't know where the strangeness came from, whether it had nothing to do with love.

The two held each other's minds in a stalemate for just a few seconds before being awakened by Xiao Ritian's dissatisfied cry.

"Ah, it doesn't seem very good to ask for an outline..." Zhen Min said, picked up a piece of melon and ate it.

Tao Mengzhu shook his head and said: "It's nothing, you want to see that I will send it to you later, but the outline is not very useful after reading it, it is just a general direction, it is impossible to fix the plot to death, and it will deviate as much as you write. Yes. The text should follow Dagang, but in many cases, the outline also has to be revised according to the development direction of the text."

"What, do you still have to follow the text in the outline?" Zhen Zhen looked surprised, and completely lost the embarrassment just now, and changed his thinking very quickly.

"I don't know about others, anyway, I am like this." Tao Mengzhu said, shrugging his shoulders, and said: "Maybe it's the reason why my inspiration is always like a wild horse that is out of control."

"Hahaha runaway wild horses? Why do I feel that there are ten thousand grass mud horses surnamed after mothers living in your heart?" Zhen Min said, grinning loudly: "And every time you drive nuè, by yourself Crying while writing and shouting 'The grass mud horse, my heart hurts so much', the grass mud horse will come running wildly, telling you, nuè people will always be nuè!"

"Next book." Tao Mengzhu said.

"Ha." Zhen Min took a big bite of the watermelon in his hand, and said, "It sounds like it's true."

Hey, it seems that my credibility in the hearts of my roommates has reached 0.

Tao Mengzhu washed his hands and walked towards the bedroom.

"You just ate one piece!"

"I'm a [-]-a-day person, and I can't be delayed by a few watermelons." After that, Tao Mengzhu went back to the house and played the keyboard without looking back.

Zhen Xing looked at a plate of watermelon and pondered for a while, and finally divided it into two plates, and was stopped by Xiao Ritian's feet all the way, and sent to Tao Mengzhu's room, then turned around and whistled and went back to his own room.

As a person with poor self-control, Tao Mengzhu couldn't stand any temptation at all.

The watermelon and the tissue paper were at the side of the hand, and they were stacked, so I couldn't help but took a piece and ate it, and as I ate it, the whole plate was finished.

When Zhen Xun entered her room again, he saw an empty plate, couldn't help but whistled again, and took the plate to the kitchen to wash in a good mood.

Tao Mengzhu didn't pay much attention to it at first, but Zhen Xing said a word when he came back from washing the dishes: "I don't know who said that I can't be delayed by a few watermelons."

To be hit in an instant, sometimes it is such a simple sentence...

She was silent for a few seconds, and thought of a very newspaper counterattack method - she silently threw the outline to Zhen Zhen.

After 10 minutes, Zhen Wei yelled at his stepmother and rushed into Tao Mengzhu's room again: "I guessed the be, but I didn't guess it was such a be!!!"

Tao Mengzhu raised his eyes and yawned at Zhen Xing, and said, "Where there are fans, go to the live broadcast, don't affect my speed of using the keyboard."

Zhen Xing grinned for a while, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "I'll write you a long review with a negative score." Then she turned around abruptly, and strode back to her room.

Tao Mengzhu stretched his arms, and then continued typing.

On q/q, Qingyue suddenly sent three links, and then the profile picture went gray again.

Tao Mengzhu clicked in curiously, and saw the word "sudden death" at first glance, and was speechless for a moment.

Click on the first link----a man stayed up late to play games, and died suddenly in front of the computer after winning.

Click on the second link - a certain painter worked on the draft overnight, closed his eyes and rested after handing in the draft, and did not wake up.

Click on the third link----a full-time male writer on a certain website has [-] updates a day, and his life is over before an article is finished.

Dreamed of a bamboo 15:21:31

[wisdom stare] Is this implying me?

Light Moon Dance Fleeting Years 15:21:47